“We were playing on the rug when the TV broadcast stopped. Then my aunt sent me to walk home. When I got home, my parents were embracing in front of the TV.”

In December we went out in the square and opened up The ’89 Box. We collected memories, recorded stories and tried to build a model of what happened over those days in 1989 in the very squares that are still in the cities where we live today.

The passers-by that encountered The ’89 Box shared memories about the Revolution and their thoughts about the changes occurring in the city after 1989. These conversations were be recorded on postcards and archived by the artists, which can be found here on this page.